Steam rose from the ceiling, enveloping the entire bathroom like a light veil.

In the hazy light, the girl's beautiful figure was faintly visible as she leaned against the bathtub.

Her skin was as white as snow, and her delicate face was as exquisite and smooth as a jade carving.

The girl closed her eyes slightly, seemingly enjoying the pleasant sensation of the warm and comfortable bubble bath.

Today, she specially chose a rose-scented bath bomb for her bath.

As time went on, pink bubbles gradually increased and covered the entire surface of the water, dancing lightly on the girl's delicate, fair skin with her movements.

The entire bathroom was filled with this rich, intoxicating floral fragrance, which even drifted out into the outer room through the gaps in the shower curtain.

In an instant, the whole room was filled with a fragrant aroma that was refreshing and delightful.

However, a slight noise broke the silence.

The man entered the bathroom silently. His appearance was like a gentle breeze, dispersing some of the mist, but it did not alert the girl.

Rough, large hands gently stroked the girl's hair.

Wen Qinghe slowly opened her eyes, which were misty with moisture, and was not surprised to see the man.

"How did you get in here? I haven't finished soaking my food yet."

Yan Xiao gazed at the girl's exposed white skin, his Adam's apple bobbing involuntarily, his voice low and hoarse.

"Qingqing has just recovered and shouldn't overexert herself. Let me help you..."

A hint of speechlessness flashed in Wen Qinghe's watery eyes. How could taking a bath make her tired? It would be strange if she actually believed this man's nonsense.

But then,

The man seemed truly focused, his large hands remaining perfectly attentive, gently rubbing her hair and massaging her shoulders and neck, his gaze fixed straight ahead.

Of course, this is assuming we ignore the man's increasingly heavy breathing...

Wen Qinghe was being served so comfortably that she couldn't help but relax and feel drowsy.

However, the large hands that were just giving a proper massage somehow slipped into the water and quietly slid into the underwater scenery.

This caused the girl to let out a sudden, unexpected whimper.

Immediately afterwards, the man's presence enveloped her.

Before Wen Qinghe could react, her lips were pried open, and a man's cool, refreshing scent filled the air.

What was even more agonizing was that large, calloused hands were gently and tenderly rubbing and caressing her delicate skin, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

Wen Qinghe was panting, unable to resist. Her body was already weak from being soaked in warm water, and now she was only able to support her strength with the man's large hand.

With a "thump".

Water splashed everywhere in the bathtub, leaving a dark ring on the surrounding cement floor.

The wooden barrel is large enough to fit two people.

It is said that taking a bath is a major undertaking that requires meticulous attention to detail.

To get it clean, you must not overlook any inch.

Wen Qinghe sat in Yan Xiao's arms, like a gentle and patient adult with a child who cried from time to time.

The child's cries were so pitiful that Yan Xiao tried to soothe her with both his hands and mouth, but the little girl only cried harder.

The commotion inside lasted for more than an hour before it temporarily subsided.

The man wrapped the little girl's flushed body in a bath towel, during which the little girl continued to sob.

Having no other choice, Yan Xiao reluctantly put the person on the bed and continued to coax them, even though it wasn't quite enough.

...

A gentle night breeze stirred, causing the white curtains by the window to flutter slightly.

It seems to symbolize Wen Qinghe's fickle heart.

As time went by, the moon gradually climbed higher into the sky.

A sliver of pale moonlight peeked through the gap in the lifted curtains, like a curious observer, secretly taking in the romance and beauty that filled the room.

Yan Xiao was like a helmsman steering the young girl across a vast ocean, guiding her through the turbulent sea and towards the mysterious island in the deep ocean.

He steered their love ship with unwavering determination and conviction, never backing down no matter what storms or challenges lay ahead.

Being by his side, Wen Qinghe felt an unprecedented sense of fulfillment and excitement.

Their love was like a beautiful symphony, resonating in every corner, captivating everyone who heard it.

The white curtains fluttering in the wind and the bright moonlight streaming into the room became witnesses to this beautiful love story.

...

Autumn is falling.

The cicadas, which had been making noise all summer, finally fell silent, and their sounds could no longer be heard anywhere.

It should be the season of abundant rice harvest.

A major event has occurred.

That person suddenly passed away.

In total, three great figures have passed away since the beginning of the new year.

Although the winds of Beijing don't reach this remote mountain village, their faith remains unbroken. The villagers spontaneously set up a plank under a big tree at the crossroads, bringing with them homemade longevity noodles to remember and honor them.

Longevity noodles convey longing and remembrance.

Wen Qinghe and Yan Xiao also cooked longevity noodles and made fire-dried fish at home.

Praying only for the sake of faith.

In the long river of new history, that person is undoubtedly great.

He not only pioneered a peaceful and stable society for the people, but also laid the foundation for a better life for future generations.

They admired and were grateful from the bottom of their hearts.

After that month, time seemed to speed up suddenly.

Immediately afterwards, the old things were turned over and the new books were opened.

Although the timing was sensitive, Yan Xiao could still glimpse a bright future from the black market.

— —

There is one year left until the resumption of the college entrance examination.

Fortunately, the village has been successfully connected to electricity in the past two months.

Wen Qinghe no longer uses electricity secretly, but she still cannot use high-power appliances.

However, compared to the days when she first arrived in the countryside and could only use kerosene lamps, she was already very content.

As usual, Yan Xiao went to work during the day and spent his evenings at home with his wife, studying and discussing human nature.

Although Wen Qinghe was no longer afraid of the college entrance examination a year from now, she did not forget her best friend who had always cared about her.

She compiled some useful textbooks and key test questions from renowned teachers into a booklet, and also brought some repackaged prenatal nutrition products, preparing to visit Tang Lingling with Yan Xiao.

Tang Lingling, who was practically covered in moles from staying at home, was overjoyed to see Wen Qinghe come to visit her.

"Qinghe, what brings you here?"

"I came to see you and also to check on the baby."

When Wen Qinghe saw Tang Lingling's round belly, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes. Her expression of wanting to touch it but not daring to did so amused Tang Lingling.

He decisively took Wen Qinghe's small hand and placed it on his belly, saying generously,

"It's okay, feel free to touch me!"

Feng Tiezhu, who happened to be coming out of the house, twitched at the corner of his mouth.

His wife is never this generous to him!

Whenever he wanted to interact with the baby in his belly at night, he had to agree to a number of unfair conditions from Lingling in order to make it happen.

Although he both enjoyed and suffered during that process.

But my wife's biased attitude really shows a lack of humanity compared to the opposite sex.

...